She looked at me and grinned. "What's the matter, honey? Never seen a woman fingering her cunt before?"I was stunned, and hard as a rock. Between h...ving to piss like a racehorse and seeing her masturbating, I could barely contain myself. "Hell, you've seen me now. Want to cum with me? Or did you just stop to piss?" she asked. I said I'd stopped to piss, but I'd love to join her if she was willing. "Do I fucking look like I'm NOT willing, honey? I'm so God damn horny right now that I'd. As she got within reach, he grabbed her tits and sucked her netherlips into his mouth as they lowered her hips to his face, her labia juicing up at his ministrations, a moan escaping her lips as fingers probed her asshole. She looked up, and saw the patrons fucking the strippers as they in turn rubbed her all over, her body quaking with sexual energy. The man with the horse cock began moving up her body, the dancers in his spell moving her down and getting her ready to get tit fucked. As his. I was holding her close as she fondled my cock. I was becoming erect and couldn't help tickling her swollen pussy lips. As the couple were performing the blow job another pair were on the floor, with the male holding the female's legs wide apart. His large prick was ramming into her cunt. Her mouth was wide, and I knew she was moaning even though I could not hear it. He was fucking her with force and shaking her whole body as he kept jamming all his cock into her waiting pussy. He was panting,. . Trouble is, it'll probably just grow back." Karen was clearly referring to that persnickety recurring hymen of hers. "Oh, no it won't. I have it on good authority that this time that cherry of yours is going to stay popped." "Oh! You do, do you?" "Yes, my love. I most certainly do. But, just to be on the safe side, I guess it falls to me as your husband to keep that new little you-know-what of yours reamed out good and proper." "Yeah... I guess it does, at that..."*** The next morning, as.